Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Laos and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Panda Bear to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Bluetip,
Dave Gahan,
DNA,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantaleimon,
Kurtis Blow,
The Red Krayola,
Depeche Mode,
New Order,
Crime,
Dead Boys,
Davy DMX,
Shuggie Otis,
Andrew Hill,
Sällskapet,
Scrapy,
Fear,
The Stooges,
the Slits,
ABBA,
B.T. Express,
the Soft Cell,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Quadrant,
Deakin,
One Last Wish,
Robert Wyatt,
Minor Threat,
Agitation Free,
Charles Mingus,
The Residents,
Lindisfarne,
Circle Jerks,
Nirvana,
Das Ding,
Eurythmics,
Lou Christie,
Peter & Gordon,
OOIOO,
Sam Rivers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alphaville,
The Kinks,
The Standells,
Khruangbin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Los Fastidios,
Connie Case,
L. Decosne,
The Litter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Sonics,
The Buckinghams,
Maleditus Sound,
Yazoo,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.